I remember how it felt when he would walk past me in the hallway I remember his smell as it brushed up my nose.I remember closing my eyes and taking it in.I remember smiling.....I also remember being shoved up against the locker.
"What are you looking at you freak." His friend would say after shoving me.
I would always look down and say "Nothing"
I would hear them laugh as they walked away but not him.
Of course he didn't acknowledge that I existed no one did.
I loved him and I just had to have him.The way his blue eyes would sparkle in the light...the way his smile would just brighten up my world....his perfect teeth....his sexy arms....god how he was built.
I didn't have any friends I was an outcast...I mean who would want to be friends with a transsexual anyways right.
I was born a girl....but I knew in my mind that I was a boy....when I was little I didn't like dressing up or playing dolls or being pretty
I was always wanting to go hunting with my dad before he was killed I wanted to play in the mud and I would always want to wear shorts.
It took mom a while to adjust but I think she came to own the fact her daughter was her son.
She would always take me to Sunday school thinking that the fear of hell would help me accept my vagina.....but it didn't.
I knew in my heart who I was what I was
I mean living today it's hard to be who you are because the world sees you how they see you
They can never see what's on the inside what's in our hearts
Hi my name is Jacob and this is my story.
My name before was Hilary ugh god that disgusts me
I hated it it was miserable
The boy I'm in love with is Antonio.
